Chapter 17: 0017 Bringing a Girl to Flirt with a Girl

【I'm here, how far along is the Shou Bing?】

On Xinglin Yuan, in the live broadcast room, people who were slow to react heard the news and rushed over.

An appendectomy isn't much to look at; what they want to see is the handling of minute details, such as using the thumb for blunt dissection of adhesions, and the treatment of pus and edema in swollen areas, etc.

Although it's just an appendectomy for acute suppurative appendicitis, professionals can see the big picture from small signs and understand a lot.

So, the livestream of this mysterious account gained many followers after one Shou Bing.

【Unfortunately, I have to inform you that you're late.】

【The Shou Bing is already done; it wasn't worth my waiting two hours.】

【How long did it take? I went online as soon as I got the WeChat notice—how did the Shou Bing finish already?】

【About four minutes or so—anyway, a simple appendicitis is very quick. A 3cm Shou Bing incision; you can check the video replay yourself.】

Although the Shou Bing has ended, the exchanges among many eager doctors continue.

A doctor who dares to livestream Shou Bing on a professional website is, in their eyes, a big shot.

It definitely wouldn't be an ordinary person; even an ordinary big shot wouldn't dare do this, knowing that it's the internet—if you slip up even a little, you'll be scolded for a long time.

They showed sufficient respect to the person who started the livestream; many doctors, while shouting '666' on the Xinglin Garden Website, expressed their desire to go study at the hospital where the big shot works, and their on-site shouting of '666' reflected that longing.

But there was no response; the streamer seemed only concerned with the Shou Bing, disappearing immediately after it ended, not even leaving a bubble.

……

……

Zheng Ren performed the Shou Bing and sent the patient back to General Surgery Department One.

When leaving the Operating Room, no patient's family came out to meet them. The child's parents sat on the hard plastic bench outside the Operating Room, slightly worried, comforting each other; it was impossible to tell at a glance who they were.

"Zhao Jia's family." Zheng Ren wore an Isolation Gown, draped in a white coat, pushing the cart out from behind the surgery cart. Seeing no family coming to meet him, he also found it Strange and called out loudly.

"..." Zhao Jia's parents were stunned for a moment, surely they had misheard, surely.

"Zhao Jia's family, hurry over to help." When signing the consent before surgery, Zheng Ren and Zhao Jia's parents had met; after looking around, he saw the two sitting on the bench and raised his voice a few decibels.

"Doctor Zheng, the Shou Bing..." Zhao Jia's father's face turned pale instantly, his legs beginning to tremble.

Just how many Minute did he go in? Ten Minute? How did he come out already?

In an instant, various martial world rumors surged like a tide.

For example, something like discovering a misdiagnosis during the Shou Bing, a tumor having grown, requiring another signature.

For example, breaking a major Blood Vessel during the Shou Bing, requiring a change in the surgical approach, needing further explanation and another signature.

Either way, it means the child is in danger.

"The Shou Bing is done." Zheng Ren said: "You pull the cart in front, I'll steer from behind. Zhao Jia's mother, go call the Elevator."

"..." Done? Really that smoothly finished?

"Very smooth. If you want to take a look at the appendix, later a nurse responsible for sending pathology from the Operating Room will bring it up for you to see."

"Doctor Zheng, thank you so much."

Not only the anesthesiologist and the patient's family were unaccustomed; when Zheng Ren brought the patient back to General Surgery Department One, the nurse hadn't even finished preparing the postoperative Bed Position.

Seeing that the Shou Bing was finished, the nurse who was taking a break to eat his already-cold dinner jumped up like a frightened little rabbit, bustling to tidy the Bed Position and fetching the ECG Monitor and other equipment.

"Don't panic." Zheng Ren didn't blame the nurse; it was already past ten, he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and only those in the clinic know the hardship.

He lifted the little patient onto the bed, briefly informed the family of the condition, went to write the Shou Bing record, then Zheng Ren returned to the Operating Room changing room to change clothes.

WeChat had an unread message from Xie Yiren, saying she had already changed clothes and was waiting for him in the underground parking lot.

Zheng Ren really isn't used to eating late-night snacks; in the General Surgery Department, whenever he gets busy, it's already late at night, and the delivery guys have all gone to sleep.

Most importantly, after the Shou Bing he still has to look after the patient, and there's no chance to go out.

This is the biggest difference between the clinical surgery department and the Operating Room.

Worrying that the appendectomy Shou Bing progress was only at twenty percent, Zheng Ren called the Emergency Department, telling them he was going out to eat a meal, and to call him immediately if any appendicitis came up.

After finishing everything, Zheng Ren finally arrived at the underground parking lot.

A red Volvo XC60 parked not far from the Elevator entrance, with the driver being Xie Yiren.

Zheng Ren, upon arrival, still wondered what car Xie Yiren would drive—whether it was the legendary Ferrari or a Porsche.

He didn't expect her to drive an off-road vehicle completely mismatched with her physique.

"Here."

"Here."

Xie Yiren put down her phone, fastened her seatbelt, and started the engine.

"Let's go eat crayfish, no objections?" Xie Yiren asked.

"I'm fine with anything, as long as it's quick; the Emergency Department might have a Shou Bing at any moment." Zheng Ren answered.

"You're really dedicated." Xie Yiren praised: "When I was in the Operating Room, I heard the other sisters gossiping, saying you've always been single because you're poor and not good-looking. Now I see, that's not the case at all."

"..." Zheng Ren never expected to become the subject of gossip, and moreover, this evaluation of being poor and ugly... well, admitting they were stating facts, but this comment hits too close to home.

"With your skill, where couldn't you make big money? Like a professor throwing Flying Knives, you'd definitely earn more than our hospital directors." Xie Yiren never imagined her words would deal Zheng Ren a 10,000-point critical hit, continuing: "Even if you're a bit ugly, what's there to fear? You looked handsome when performing the Shou Bing. And besides, you're not ugly, just ordinary."

Critical hit ×2!

Xie Yiren is a very cute little girl; Zheng Ren keeps repeating the same sentence to himself in his heart.

The late-night snack spot wasn't far; the two arrived quickly.

Xie Yiren made a familiar gesture and shouted, "One spicy, one original!"

The busy server responded with a cheerful laugh; it seemed she was a regular here and knew the staff.

"What flavor do you like to eat?" After ordering, Xie Yiren seemed to realize she wasn't alone, with Zheng Ren beside her; she stuck out her tongue, embarrassed, and asked: "Doctor Zheng, what flavor do you like?"

"I'm fine with anything." Zheng Ren chuckled, his gaze looking at the few people at the nearby table.

Xie Yiren felt something was Strange, and also looked over.

Three people at a table were happily eating crayfish; the older one should be the mother, about forty-five to fifty years old. The other two are twin sisters, around twenty-two or twenty-three.

They ate until their faces were flushed, but after each crayfish the mother would press her cheek against her shoulder, squeezing hard for a few seconds.

"Don't worry, we'll be able to eat soon." Xie Yiren thought Zheng Ren was hungry, so she comforted him.

"Little Xie, could you trouble yourself to call one of those two girls over? I have something to say to her." Zheng Ren said.

"What's going on?" Xie Yiren froze for a moment.

Is Doctor Zheng trying to hurry up and resolve his girlfriend issue? Could it be that my earlier words stimulated him?

But it seems like a good thing; Doctor Zheng is already nearly thirty no matter how you say it, and if he doesn't find a girlfriend, it will only get harder later.

Anyway, the crayfish haven't arrived yet, so it won't delay the meal; Xie Yiren responded, got up, and went to sit beside one of the twin sisters, whispering to her.

That girl was a little surprised, looked up at Zheng Ren, and then her eyes filled with contempt.

Soon, Xie Yiren and one of the twin sisters came to the table.

The girl pulled out a chair and sat down, then said disdainfully: "Taking a girl out on the street to hit on girls—I've never met someone like you, a scumbag."